Tang Ning listened to him talking about what happened in the temple back then, what happened in Wanfo Temple over the years, including what happened recently, and after knowing about it, he nodded.

Except for some things that outsiders know, some of the things that outsiders say are not known.

"The Master's meaning is to wait for an opportunity to send you to the holy land in the temple to see it. He said that maybe you will have a way to restore the destroyed spiritual veins." As the host said this, his wise eyes fell on him, with expectations and hope in his eyes.

If the destroyed spiritual veins can be repaired, then their Ten Thousand Buddhas will have a future.

But, can the person in front of you really do such a thing? After all, I have never heard of anyone having a way to repair the destroyed spiritual vein holy land.

Tang Ning listened, touched his head and said, "Maybe I have a way to repair the spiritual veins of the human body, but I haven't tried it before, and I don't know!"

The host heard this and said, "It's okay, Uncle Master said that you should practice in the temple for a while first. The spiritual veins of the holy land have been damaged for many years, and there is no rush to do so."

"Well, I understand. Since that's the case, I'll stay in this temple for a while first! I see that the incense in the temple is not very popular, so I have to think of a way." She said, and began to think about how to help this Wanfo Temple?

The host chatted with him for a while, and the more he talked, the more he felt relieved. He felt that if it were Tang Ning's words, maybe it would be possible.

After sitting here for a while, the host went back first. Shortly after he left, Tang Ning saw that Qi Mufeng had not returned yet, so he left the courtyard to find something to fill his stomach.

Unexpectedly, when I arrived at a pavilion outside, I saw Qi Mufeng walking towards me with a food box in his hand.

"Master? Are you finished talking?" Qi Mufeng couldn't help calling out when he saw him, walked forward quickly and said, "I've brought you some food. The scenery here is pretty good. Can you want to eat here?"

"Okay." Tang Ning responded, came to the pavilion and sat down. Seeing that two steamed buns, a bowl of millet porridge, and a small plate of pickles were placed in the food box, he asked, "Have you eaten?"

"I've eaten, master, the food in the temple is a bit bad. I went to the kitchen before and heard the monks in the kitchen sigh, saying that if this continues, the people in the temple will almost be unable to eat." Qi Mufeng said, handing Tang Ning a pair of chopsticks.

"Can't eat? No way? Didn't you hear that pilgrims occasionally come to add sesame oil?" Tang Ning took the chopsticks, picked up the millet porridge and took a sip, picked up some pickles and ate it, and then took a bite of the steamed bun.

"There are so many pilgrims, but the expenses in this temple are also large. Think about it, so many disciples have to eat and drink every day. Besides, they have no income and don't know how to make money. They only have expenses and no income. In addition, they don't have sesame and oil money, so it is normal that they can't eat." Qi Mufeng shook his head and said.

He felt that the monks in the temple probably had nothing else to do except beg for alms, but what could they be transformed into?
Chapter completed!